Toils Poems - Poems about Toils

Somebody told me I was done I was formally broken raw Been reloaded frozen not thawed I was a mess now I am collect connected and tied To the grace of God me and my Father are one Me and my Father are one Been torn discarded and warned At a point once I'd wish I'd...

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Hurt of holidays, December vacation daze From toils and travails Of tense, maddening travels, Remorse on return, mind blasé. ____________________________ Tanka |07.12.2022| Poet’s note: Some social visits this December following deaths in family, travelling to and from and under stress, body feeling tired, and mind when meanders in thoughts…I recall, even in youth sometimes holidays feeling like holidaze what with all...

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sore the heart so aches tears flow down our faces fall lost filled with no joy 1/25/2022 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©...

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The dense stratus manipulates the sunlight Rugged heath fades as day turns to night, Solitary tree recoils Unaware embroils In respect Toils, Self respect In winter’s turmoil's Evokes and then disembroils, When with groans of naked limbs doth fight Sees off the weary wind on its way in flight. © Harry J Horsman 2021 An Andaree form...

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Amid taxing toils and ever ebbing throes, We totter toward the end that must come; Yielding all stale themes of yester-breath, Our face as meek as that of a dying lamb. Such ill-fated Odyssey kicks off with a cry Of baffled aspects between fright and joy, And thus unfurls green every puerile soul, Mocking suns that...

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The feathery dusky violets, Of a purplish vaulted sky royal, Tickles the genteel soles of twilights, It wakes to a bluing chambered hall, Whilst ups a blanched dress as white stars sprawl...

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A-s he toils with utmost ardor, N-ever does he lose his vigor; G-iving his extreme energy, E-difying the weak daily, L-etting the parents and children O-pen their hearts to new heaven. M-an of faith, trust, hope, and love too A-ims to glorify God so true, N-o single stone is left unturned A-s he has just...

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his sinewy hands looked over the vast expanse ...

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Pigment and yolk are together softened, held in hues passing between salmon and tangerine the springtime of youth in a brilliant force of pastels Those shades that stretch summer to autumn flush garnet, russet, sanguine, rust, blending the years in with gentler greys beneath the muted cloak of winter's shadow Life in one smooth harmony as the brush toils, and the paint gets the glory...

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